The True challenge

There were an infinite ways in the modern world today to distribute exuberant air; but the true challenge lies in evolving the winds of newness; out of bizarrely preposterously bits of inane nothingness,

There were an infinite ways in the modern world today to clamber the slope of the mountain; but the true challenge lies in evolving indomitably unflinching patriotism; out of grains of fecklessly infinitesimal sand obsoletely sprinkled around,

There were an infinite ways in the modern world today to swim in the ocean; but the true challenge lies in evolving the waters of eternally mesmerizing freedom; out of unsurpassably derogatory hopelessness,

There were an infinite ways in the modern world today to smell the rose; but the true challenge lies in evolving the fragrance of everlasting togetherness; out of salaciously invidious brutality lingering everywhere,

There were an infinite ways in the modern world today to eat tantalizing food; but the true challenge lies in evolving fruits of unassailably egalitarian humanity; out of endlessly adulterated and disparagingly lackadaisical soil,

There were an infinite ways in the modern world today to run; but the true challenge lies in evolving the unconquerable speed of benign goodness; out of maliciously lugubrious and acridly sodomizing politics,

There were an infinite ways in the modern world today to sight; but the true challenge lies in evolving the lantern of perennially mesmerizing hope in the eyes of one and all alike; out of haplessly beleaguered Blackness,

There were an infinite ways in the modern world today to express; but the true challenge lies in evolving insuperable righteousness in every cranny of the heart; out of murderously delirious betrayal all around,

There were an infinite ways in the modern world today to shoot; but the true challenge lies in evolving a sky of Omnipotent honesty to forever kill the indiscriminately marauding devil; out of corpses of endlessly massacring stagnation,

There were an infinite ways in the modern world today to smile; but the true challenge lies in evolving an unsurpassable heaven of happiness in every dwelling besieged with obnoxious despair; out of cold-bloodedly flagrant and unsparing diabolism around,

There were an infinite ways in the modern world today to dress up; but the true challenge lies in evolving the perpetual warmth of uninhibited friendship in good
times and bad; out of satanically squelching maelstroms of crippling hatred around,

There were an infinite ways in the modern world today to measure time; but the true challenge lies in evolving a timeless township of earnestly respectful punctuality; out of dastardly delinquent and rotting laziness,

There were an infinite ways in the modern world today to adventure; but the true challenge lies in evolving an inimitable forest of exhilaratingly untainted
enchantment; out of monotonously bizarre and truculently lambasting commercialism,

There were an infinite ways in the modern world today to sleep; but the true challenge lies in evolving a peerless blanket of invincibly celestial tranquility; out of frenetically disappearing nervousness,

There were an infinite ways in the modern world today to be seduced; but the true challenge lies in evolving a limitless sea of tantalizing euphoria; out of a desert of raunchily decrepit decay and ghastly desolation,

There were an infinite ways in the modern world today to dance; but the true challenge lies in evolving an boundless entrenchment of creativity in even the most penuriously diminishing of soul; out of mortuaries of nonchalantly stinking death,

There were an infinite ways in the modern world today to write; but the true challenge lies in evolving a treasury of unfathomably royal sensitivity; out of treacherously barren and meaninglessly blank paper,

There were an infinite ways in the modern world today to breathe; but the true challenge lies in evolving an unbreakable relationship of symbiotic humanity; out of barbarously goddamned manipulation and frigid snobbishness,

And there were an infinite ways in the modern world today to love; but the true challenge lies in evolving an immortal heartbeat of everlastingly unshakable
equality; out of hedonistically cacophonic and intransigently cursing hell's around.
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Nikhil Parekh

Nikhil Parekh , ( born August 27 ; 1977 ) from Ahmedabad , India - is a Love Poet and 10 time National Record holder for his Poetry with the Limca Book of Records India , which is India's Best Book of Records , also Ranked 2nd in the World officially to Guinness Book of World Records . He is an author of - ' LONGEST BOOK written by a mortal - COLLECTED POETRY ' , which has a Print Length of 5254 pages on the Amazon Kindle . The Poet's style of Poetry / literature is unique and has never ever been written before or experimented on the mortal planet by any mortal . Though his Poetry / literature is normal and natural . 10 Different National Records held by Parekh with the Limca Book of Records India are for - (1) Being the First Indian Poet to be published / featured in McGill English Dictionary of Rhyme which is the World's Number 1 English Rhyming Dictionary - for his poem: Come Lets Embrace our New Religion (2) Being the First Indian Poet to have won Poet of the Year Award at the Canadian Federation of Poets which is Canada's National Poetry Body endorsed by Governor General of Canada (3) Being the First Indian Poet to be published in a Commonwealth Newsletter for his poem on AIDS which is 'Aids doesn't kill. Your Attitude kills (4) Being the First Indian Poet to win an EPPIE award for best poetry e-book (5) Writing the most number of letters to and receiving the most number of replies from World Leaders and World Organizations (6) Being the First Indian Poet to be Goodwill Ambassador to the International Goodwill Treaty for World Peace - GoodwillTreaty.org (7) Being the First Indian Poet whose Poems have been made into Films at Youtube.com - The World's largest video sharing website (8) Being the 1st Indian Poet to be featured for his Poetry Book - 'Love versus Terrorism- Poems on Anti Terror, Peace' , at Wattpad.com - The World's most popular ebook community and largest website for reading books on mobile phones (9) Being the first Indian Poet whose video reciting a Poem on Nelson Mandela , has been placed at the official website of the Government of South Africa (10) Having authored LONGEST BOOK written by a mortal - COLLECTED POETRY - which is of Print Length 5254 pages and currently has approximately 1.15 million words , financially selling in the Amazon.com Kindle Store United States at - http://www.amazon.com/dp/B003Y8XLKQ . The Indian Poet has written thousands of varied poems on - God , Peace , Love , Anti Terrorism , Friendship , Life , Death , Environment, Wildlife , Mother , Father , Children , Parenthood , Humanity , Social Cause , Women empowerment , Poverty , Lovers , Brotherhood . His Books and Poems have had millions of viewers and downloads on the Internet . Parekh is an author of 47 varied Books which include - 1 God ( volume 1 to volume 4 ) , The Womb ( volume 1 to volume 2 ) , Love Versus Terrorism ( Part 1 to Part 2 ) , You die; I die - Love Poems ( Part 1 to Part 16 ) , Life = Death ( volume 1 to volume 10 ), The Power of Black ( volume 1 to volume 2 ) , If you cut a tree; you cut your own mother , Hide and Seek ( part 1 to part 8 ) , Longest Poem written by Nikhil Parekh - Only as Life . These Books comprise of nearly a 7000 pages of his Poetry in their entirety . The Poet's Poetry has had the patronization of several versatile World Leaders including the Queen of England . Visit http://nikhilparekh.net ; the webpage . more…

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